MIRA’S POV“Hello, Mira," Thorne finally said, his voice smooth as silk. "You called.”I crawled forward, my jaws clenched with rage as I stretched my arm toward him. My open palm hovered in front of his face weakly and he tilted his head as he stared at it.“You know," he whispered before sighing softly.There was a flash in his eyes–red, burning–and a rusty chain shot up from the ground. It wrapped itself around my wrist at Thorne's will before bringing it down, pinning it to the concrete floor.I could only lay there, staring, burning with rage.“You know about everything now," he said, smiling. I didn't give him a response–not that I could anyways. “I guess it's about time anyways."A low groan seeped out of his lips as he placed his hands on his knees and stood up straight. I lifted my head up, my breath stuttering under me.“I’m done,” he said softly.Done? What the fuck did he mean?“I’m done using you,” he explained, as if hearing my thoughts. "You've helped me get what I want
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